My Summer Love (Niall Horan)

Chapter 5, Fall At The Edge Of Courage

The phone lays quietly on the bed while I try to sort him out of my head. But still the picture of him smiling flirtatious at me pops up all the time.

''Why are you so hard to forget?!'' I groan. ''And why do you have to ruin exactly everything.''

I hear a quiet knock on the door. My eyes turns to the door.

Niall.

I feel my stomach curl into a tiny ball. I still remember last night. The kiss, the butterflies, everything.

''Who has ruined everything?'' He asks with an eyebrow raised. I blush and give him a nervous look.

''Oh, no one...'' My voice trembles. Niall takes a few steps inside. He sits down on my bed.

''So, not me?'' He says and points at himself. I shake my head and smile. He gives my phone a look. He reads the text message that is still visible on the locker screen. His face gets a confused expression. I take a deep breath, hoping he won't get it wrong.

''Is... is that your boyfriend?'' he asks. I look disgusted on Niall.

''Ugh, no!'' I say and shake my head.

''Then, what about the X's in the end and the kind of i-miss-you-why-did-you-leave-me-tone?''

Niall gives me a curious look. I sigh and run my hand through my hair.

''He's just a friend...''

''Who wants to be more than that?'' He asks. I look up at him and nod.

''Yeah... long story actually.'' i say with a faked smile plastred on my lips.

''It'll be alright. I promise.'' He says and walks towards me and sits down beside me on the floor.

''I don't know. Right now it doesn't seem like that.'' I say in a sigh. All the feelings makes me so tired and done with everything.

''Right now, yeah...'' he says and lets his arm rest around my shoulders. The sparkle I felt when he kissed me comes back. ''And it will take its time. But he will face it, sooner or later. It will hit him that you don't look at him the same way as he does. But let it take its time, because wounds need time to heal. And so does he.''

I smile at him. Even though everything feels so tough and hopeless, he makes me feel a bit of hope. I rest my head on Niall's shoulder, and feel that feeling of being safe.

We sit there for a few minutes, deep inside our own thoughts. Dreaming ourselfs away in our heads. Completely forgetting about what is going on around us.

But what we don't know is that we're sitting there with the same kind of questions echoing in our heads.

What is this feeling?

Hannah's POV

What is he doing up there. He's been there for like fifteen minutes. Gah. I hate this; sitting here not knowing a shit what is going on upstairs.

He said he would just tell her to come down to be social with us. I surely know that that doesn't take fifteen whole minutes. I try to look upstairs to see if they're on their way down.

''That's it!'' I say.

I start to walk up the stairs.

''What have you done up here for like fi-'' I stop myself from continuing when I see Niall sitting with his arm wrapped around Juliet's shoulder. I cover my mouth not to let a 'aw' escape from my mouth. I watch them sit there with a mysterious expression on their faces, not noticing me standing just a few meters away from them.